Dawn
Dawn
Written: by Tom Wright
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The dawn,
slowly creeps before me,
exposing frost covered ground.
I yawn,
while wiping the window to see,
a single squirrel, but void of sound.
Tail ringing,
quite disturbed, in yon sycamore tree.
Melodiously chattering.
Soon I'll be bringing,
pecan morsels or corn to thee,
and that, my friend, is all that's mattering.
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